Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 605 - 604: The Girl, the Window, and the Lock

Chapter 605: Chapter 604: The Girl, the Window, and the Lock

People, when idle, can’t help but look for something to do.

For instance, offending a Doctor.

It’s not out of hatred, she just gets so bored that even her life becomes a plaything.

The main theme is a joy indifferent to others’ feelings and one’s own life and death.

With the match factory officially starting operations, the villagers became busier.

Li Dahe had been a farmer all his life, being a team leader and managing agricultural work was fine, but running a factory? Better not. When Lin Nianhe initially proposed him as factory director, it was mainly to secure a safeguard for the villagers.

He knew he wasn’t cut out for this, and went to find Wong Xiao the second day production started.

Thus, Factory Director Ji was called upon in an emergency, managing both the textile factory and the match factory, effectively doing the work of two people.

Accountant Zhao took over all the accounts of the match factory alone, being a high school senior and having worked as an accountant for so many years, there was no need for others to worry.

As for sales and transportation, which require long-term training, they currently borrowed the team from the textile factory.

Both are genuinely brotherly units, so there was no need to be too meticulous.

Li Mo didn’t leave immediately either, Rong Zhiguo asked him to stay for another half-month in case there were any issues with the new production line.

They were all busy, but Lin Nianhe was so idle she was almost growing mold.

After last time, all the female Educated Youth from the Ten Miles Team stopped going to the construction site. After three days of eating and sleeping, she rushed into Li Dahe’s house at the end of the midday shift.

"Uncle Team Leader! Please, let me go to the provincial city!"

Lin Nianhe looked at him with watery eyes.

Li Dahe glared at her: "Aren’t you supposed to help the kids at the Educated Youth Corps with their questions on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays? Are you dropping out now?"

"Yes, but none of them have shown up. I even visited their homes, you know? They do their homework together every day and solve any problems themselves. I have no role there anymore!"

Li Dahe: "..."

"Uncle Team Leader, I’m not joking, I’ll die of boredom if this continues! Please, write me a letter of introduction!"

Aunt Li couldn’t stand it anymore and gave Li Dahe a nudge: "School doesn’t start for another half month, just let the kid go out and have some fun!"

"Alright, you can go."

Li Dahe took out some writing paper and grudgingly wrote the letter of introduction on the kang table, muttering, "Remember to call us when you get there."

"Alright, don’t worry!" Lin Nianhe’s smile blossomed.

Aunt Li, lips pursed in a smile, reminded her, "Go see your Uncle Wong, have him get you a sleeper ticket. After buying the ticket, remember to call Xiao Su to pick you up at the station."

"Okay! Aunt Li, I’ll bring you some sausages when I come back."

"Don’t bring stuff, it’s pretty heavy. Just have a good time and relax."

Li Dahe handed two letters of introduction to Lin Nianhe, saying, "Give one to Wen Lan, if she wants to go home, she can visit her family."

"Uncle Team Leader, you really are the best team leader in the whole world!"

"Get lost, brat."

"Alright!"

Lin Nianhe happily rolled away, and after telling Wen Lan the good news back at the Educated Youth Corps, the two of them packed their bags and rolled into town to find Wong Xiao to help buy train tickets.

Wang Shumei rolled with them, and after seeing the two off on the train, she headed to her sister-in-law’s house.

Qian Guozhu had gone to the neighboring province to deliver goods yesterday, and it would take about five to six days for him to return. The textile factory only delivered goods by truck within its own and neighboring provinces, using rail transport for longer distances.

Having moved houses, Qian Guozhu could no longer sell goods in the black market of Liao Province, so Sun ManCang took over all the black market business there. However, he wasn’t idle; on days he wasn’t delivering goods, he made several trips to the black market in Lan County, and effortlessly negotiated deals to supply them.

After all, the goods Qian Guozhu got from Lin Nianhe consisted of highly sought-after items like meat, fruits, and eggs. Nowadays, people in Lan County, who were either workers or textile factory casual laborers, were much wealthier than before, and these goods sold very well.

Meanwhile, his sister-in-law was also busy at home, having started making Head Flowers over half a month ago to supplement the household income. She earned over one yuan a day, making as much as a formal worker. During festivals, the textile factory also distributed goods, and the benefits she received based on her craftsmanship were almost the same as those given to permanent staff.

"Nianhe has gone to the provincial city," Wang Shumei softly told her sister-in-law as they sat on the kang, "She asked me to let Big Brother know, the supply deal needs to pause for half a month."

"Alright, we’ll tell him when he returns," her sister-in-law replied, her needlework flying, "Our family owes a lot to Nianhe. Shumei, you should pay more attention, and if she needs anything, we must not hesitate to help."

"I know, don’t worry," Wang Shumei said, also sewing Head Flowers, and having spent a lot of time with Wen Lan, her craft had improved significantly.

As the sisters-in-law chatted, little Xiao Qian Xin on the kang nibbled at his own toes, laughing joyfully.

...

Provincial city.

Su Yuncheng hadn’t received a call from Lin Nianhe. A company commander surnamed Zhou told Lin Nianhe that Su Yuncheng had gone out early in the morning and didn’t know where he was.

Lin Nianhe wasn’t too fussed, and after getting off the train, she took a bus straight to the courtyard.

The first time she came, Su Yuncheng had introduced her to the gatekeeper. Seeing her arrive this time, the gatekeeper didn’t stop her and let her in directly.

Lin Nianhe leisurely strolled to the front of Su Yuncheng’s house. It had been over a month since her last visit. The flower seeds she had casually scattered by the door had sprouted and produced several round little buds.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Lin Nianhe patted her empty pockets and fell silent.

She forgot the keys.

But it wasn’t a big problem.

She went through the flower bed and passed her suitcase through the window, then, with a strong push against the window sill, she climbed up.

Although the window sill was low, it wasn’t as easy to climb over as a wall because there was a cabinet right underneath it, blocking direct passage.

Lin Nianhe sat on the window sill, considering whether she should kick the cabinet aside or dance-jump over it when Su Yuncheng returned.

He saw the girl sitting on the window sill and let out a low chuckle.

"Brother Yuncheng!"

Lin Nianhe, seeing him, stayed put, just sitting there, gazing eagerly at him, "I can’t get down."

With a laugh, Su Yuncheng walked up to her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and lifted her off the window sill, asking, "Decided to come over all of a sudden?"

"Yeah, I got a referral letter from Uncle Team Leader at noon, and took the afternoon train here," Lin Nianhe smiled radiantly, "I called you, but no one was home. Your office colleague said you had gone out early... I figured I knew the way, so I came directly."

"I was looking into some things." Su Yuncheng said as he held her hand and opened the door to the house, "Didn’t bring your keys?"

"Yeah, when packing, I thought it’d be inconvenient to put the keys in the suitcase, so I left them on the kang table and forgot to take them," Lin Nianhe pouted, "I’ll have to climb through the window again when I go back... No wait, I won’t even have the chance to climb through the window when I return, better just change the lock."

She had locked and secured the window tightly when she left.

If she had to choose between sacrificing the window or the lock, she would give up the lock.

After all, she couldn’t choose to give up coming home.